the microphone Like a drug rush through my veins I can't escape it Do you wanna go where the gleaming lights get low And you know the kind of place that feels like home
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snow let it snow let it snow let it snow let it snow it said we have no place to go let it snow let it snow let it snow we didn't have any place to
think i'll sleep just fine there are many places to call home this van, your arms, or anywhere i find to be alone people are like vines and not like
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